giving advice on love? who me?

I find myself in a funny situation tonight, or rather yesterday..which was 1 hour and 10 minutes ago. I had 2 chat windows open on my pc and I had 2 of my officemates chatting with me through YM.

One was a long talk with a developer who had a huge crush on somebody who left the company, but who wanted to get back a girl he had left back into his arms (another girl) and who wanted to ask also how to tell another girl *yeah, another another girl* that he was only interested in friendship (still with me so far?).

One was another talk with a developer who was at the 22nd doing overtime on some due pages for release today, but who was scared of a ghost purportedly haunting his floor (elevator and office). Both of us were alone respectively in our offices (am at the 29th) and there were strange sounds floating in both our floors.

What does this bring home to me? Guys are guys, boys are boys..and young people are really...well...just too young...ewan..I feel so amused at their antics...and smug too..coz I never crossed or went thru those stages. Does that make me uppity and superior-sounding or am I entitled to it?

Really....really? Yeah..Really!

I never ever experienced the giddiness of first love where you feel as if you have a balloon under you and you float around in some daze. Just some vague untraceble happiness being around with friends and people who mattered to me...but no bells, no stars fell from the sky and certainly no celestial music could I hear....

I also never ever experienced being scared of "white ladies" and clanking noises, not in all the times I spent by myself in the branches of a previous company I worked for. This was where my job entailed my working till the wee hours of the morning, and where my face was more familiar to the night watchman or dawn shift hotel employees.

The only somewhat scary moment I had was in Davao City when a taxi driver attempted to pick me up at 4 am when I left the branch, by myself, no escort..and this was for his probably the most desperate, and also near-sighted male customer who wanted some uhm....what else?....female company, and no it was not for social chitchat! He asked if I was available...the nerve of the guys!

I use the term "desperate" since at 4 am and with no sleep and rumpled jeans and jacket due to my traveling by bus from Gen Santos City, I was hardly the a vision of a Venus (even a hazy vision) in that barely lighted street.

Now that is weird...and so I glared at the guy and snapped "WTHAYTA?" (what the heck are you talking about?)...coz I only understood when I arrived in my hotel room after another taxi driver (bless his soul) dashed by and picked me up...then I was shocked...and fell into bed instantly asleep...

Oh yeah..my dad just laughed uproariously when I complained about this.. I sometimes wonder, why don't I raise some protective instincts in men...it would be nice to have some sympathy you know...*sulks*

Well...I can only surmise....maybe I was born old. Thats why I react this way.

Yeah...maybe thats it...

Oh...my aching bones.....*knees creak*

Nah,. I think..its because I'm showing my Aries blood..hehehe...an Aries woman sure does get caught up in these unusual situations sometimes....